Love is keeping the promise anyway
Loretta Nathan. 19. Lost but loved :)
'Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.'
Reblogged from i-m-d-e-p-r-e-s-s-e-d, Posted by ughsick.

I wish I could forget everything you said to me.
Reblogged from serendip-tyy, Posted by jcoleknowsbest.


So my facebook friend just posted this pic with this text….

Well, I just witnessed blatant racial injustice with my own eyes. I was getting in my car after exiting a store when a young black man stumbled past me and collapsed against the store wall. When I got out to see if he was okay, a group of white people came rushing over, one of whom was a 20-something white woman who declared in distress, “I ran a red light and hit him with my car!” People immediately assured her that SHE would be okay, meanwhile the young man is writhing in pain on the ground, pants leg torn, tears running down his face. When the police arrived and the young woman explained what happened, it was suggested to her that maybe the light had been yellow and that the young man had “darted out into the street into her path.” I was floored. I said, “But she just SAID she ran the red light and hit him in the intersection!” 

The police officers then led the young woman away and began talking with her privately in low tones. When the paramedics FINALLY got there I was surprised at the hostility they showed towards the young man. One blonde female EMT (shown in the photo) suggested that he couldn’t be THAT hurt if he was able to walk from the place where he was struck to the sidewalk where he finally collapsed. White bystanders commented several times about “What that poor girl must be going through.” I was the only one who commented on what the young man must be going through, what, with his mangled leg and all. I am absolutely positive that in the end “that poor girl” will be absolved of all wrongdoing and be able to go on her merry way. After all, she just ran a red light and slammed her car into the body of some black kid on a bike, right?And people wonder why black people are so angry and want to break shit.

friendly reminder that studies have shown that white people do not empathize with Black people and we (including medical personel) also think Black people feel less pain


i used to be so weirded out by the fact that everyone takes notes in pen in college because that seems so permanent right, what if you mess up a word, youll have to scribble it out and live with ugly notes

now that i write in pen i realize that i no longer have the strength of will to push down a pencil hard enough to make legible marks. im literally too dead inside to use a pencil. pen is the only way to make proof of my existence at this point 




what if you were stuck with whoever/whatever your icon was for the rest of your life



(Source: nebraskuh)

Reblogged from i-thebeautifulmystery, Posted by itsfivesos.

"You promised you’d be there for me. And you’re gone, just like everyone else, you just left. Like I was nothing, like I am nothing."

Text message I sent to my ex at 3 am. (via somegirl112)
Reblogged from dontstoplashton, Posted by dimplelashton.

look at michael, look at how they all stare at him x

my new favorite thing

  • ashton: [smiles flirtatiously] hi calum
  • calum: [smiles flirtatiously] hi ashton
  • ashton: [twirls hair] hi calum
  • luke: [weirded out] ...
  • calum: HI ASHTON
  • ashton: HEEHEE HI CALUM
Reblogged from sexonfire-stylinson, Posted by styzles.
Reblogged from trick-or-tilly, Posted by disney-archive.

me trying to put my life back together
Reblogged from serendip-tyy, Posted by socialdissociation.


"My life is made up of ‘I’m sorry’. I feel like I have to apologize to people, to things, to life itself. It’s like, ‘I’m sorry to be here’. I don’t want to disturb anyone."

Yohji Yamamoto (via wordsthat-speak)
Reblogged from serendip-tyy, Posted by z-arb.